Dai Dai feat. RandyLee Dolla Billz (I DO NOT OWN THIS BEAT)
All i care about is big rims and dolla bills, dolla dolla bills, dolla dolla bills
Verse 1: (Dai Dai)
All i care about is big rims and dolla bills, and a fine ass bitch that smokes weed and swallows pills, she got a full time job plus she pays all her bills, she got them (dolla dolla bills) she bout them (dolla dolla bills)
All i care about is dolla signs i want all of mine, all the time, you can either fall in line or fall behind, Im ballin like lebrone kobe and wade all combined, I killed the game back in highschool, Colombine. And now its on to bigger better hotter thangs, and im not stoppin til my pocket change, looks like the stock exchange. We are not the same, not even a partion, you might be a little spark but bitch im arson. Plus im getting dolla bills daily like carson, Chain smokin rappers you would think i bought a carton, you can try to gas me up, but im not startin, cuz im hungry for my money yea bitch im starvin. Im so emmaculant, you couldnt phathom it, im so extravagant, you cant imagine it, hotter than dragon shit, but enough with all that braggin shit, Make somethin out of nothin, Magic trick.
Verse 2: (Dai Dai)
Im going in once again, so let the fun begin, club owner getting pissed like "Who let this youngin in?" Ima put one in the wind plus i brought a onion in, Cuz im quick to roll up like ya boy done tumbled in. I lay the smack down, Im royal rumblin, Hungry for this money, my stomaches grumblin, so pay me what you owe me, or your in trouble then. leave you at the bottom of the lake, Bubbelin. Two asain girls one french and a colombian, and i dont know what none of em say, they just be mumblin. But they know im ballin yea im ballin never fumblin, i got bread on top of bread, its never crumblin, Im wakin bakin while my speakers shakin, girlfriend makin bacon, smokin chokin while my windows open yea you know im scopin, Light it up, Get high as fuck, Get high as us? Dont try it bruh. This the mile high club, and we still flyin up.
VERSE 3: (RandyLee)
All i care about is big rims and dolla bills, and a fine ass bitch to drop that ass down to her heels, Now she aint beggin for no cash tattoos right above her ass, the only thing she ever ask is where them (dolla dolla bills) all we care about is killing beats you know that shits forreal, Dai Dai told you what he thinks now listen to excactly how i feel, this shit aint nothin new to me, thats right i know the deal, I walk up in the club its raining (dolla dolla bills) This is the part you hate were we proceed to make you levitate, Money on our mind the banks hate us cuz we devestate, we been know to send you ballers packin fast for heavens gates, and somebody say they beat us you already know their talking fake, our new mission pay attention, Yall be paying show addmission, we be dissin and reminessin, of all these bills that we be flippin, pay attention new traditions, might leave you laying in strange positions, but my new vision is never missin and killing emcees with every writtin.